I found a really 
to be involved in when I started working for a local group that supported kidney patients so they could afford dialysis. There was a little thrift store that split profits with the charity, and I set up a group of callers to contact people in surrounding neighborhoods and see if they could donate old items to the store.
My kids got very involved; my daughter was only four, but when she was riding in the car I would hear her talking and look back to see her with her toy phone:
“Uh huh… yeah, it the kindey foundashun… Can you give some old stuffs? Like cwothing or toys? Yes, the twuck will be picking up on your stweet on Sattiday… Taank yew!! Bye!”
She had been listening to me doing the fundraising! It was so cute.
My kids had always been the giving type. They would save back ‘charity money’ to put in the Salvation Army buckets at Christmas, but they really liked the new charity. First, they would ask me if I though kids shopped at the thrift store, and then they would go get any clothes they had worn out or toys they had outgrown.
“Can we take these to give the thrift store for new kids to buy, and the ‘die-ally-sis’ people can get better?” they would ask me. I always said yes!
Sarah P.
Awww! What a cute story. We like to go to the soup kitchen and help out as a family now that our kids are older. It teaches them a lot, and we have a good time,